Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Simply Frustrated

I was at a meeting last night, which I was told... "My goodness woman, you should be rolling in the dough." when I explained exactly what it was that I do.

I honestly do 3 things. I'm pretty good at two of them, and more than adequate at the other. The adequate one is the one I'm working on the most right now. Its easy. The other two are "fun" projects.

It never fails though that when I tell people the 3 things that I do they will tell me which one I should be concentrating on to make lots of money.

"You know #1 will make you tons of money."

"Wow, I really could use someone who does #2, you could make a lot of money at that."

"You do #3?? I have a bunch of friends who need you. Start your own business. You'll make tons of money."

It's really annoying. Mostly since I'm not making any money (ok I'm making some money, but not enough to cover bills) on any of them right now. and that no one seems to agree on which one I should be doing.

Also annoying... I'm not meeting anyone my age when I go out. It might be some kind of mental problem of mine, or maybe the world just really wants me to date someone much much older or much much younger.

Actually the other day I was making fun of this guy who I ran into on OkStupid who keeps trying to connect me with guys I would have babysat in HS. This guy claimed to be 35, but looked and dressed in his pictures as if he was maybe 23. So I complained to Holi that he was lying about his age.

She replied, "Well now isn't that the pot calling the kettle black?"

Which I got offended.. Cuz I don't lie on dating sites. Instead she explained,

"How many times do you bitch about guys writing you off because they think you're too young for them?"

Holi is really a bitch sometimes. :)

I look young. It's not a conscience effort. I don't do botox or get face lifts. I honestly have never really worried about wrinkles. (knocking on wood as I type this) I just haven't aged that much in the last 20 years. In HS, I looked early 20's, and now I look roughly late 20's maybe early 30's. Absolutely no one ever thinks I'm 37, and often look at me like I've grown a third head when they do find out. (I also often get asked about my skin care regimen - Oh how do I stay so young?)

So anyway, back to the men I'm meeting. Pierce btw... 11 yrs younger than me. The rocker guy (I've not mentioned yet) 11 yrs younger than me. The annoyingly chipper but cute salesman type guy at the bar last night who locked me into an entire 45 minutes of conversation, is 11 yrs younger than me.

The other men I'm meeting are all much older. One I kinda have a crush on, is 49 and won't give me the time of day because I'm too young (you should see the wrinkly women he does hit on). Others are 48-65. Some are attractive men and some just remind me of creepy old men.

What I really need to find is the German guy from my pool again. I'm a bad judge of age on sexy men with chests of steel, but I guarantee you he was at least my age or older. (Did I mention that I was walking by the pool to get to my car.. I see him through the break in the trees toweling off. He's dark haired, chiseled, and wet. I can't stop watching. He's watching me. I look away finally, he keeps watching me. Then when I look back at him, he waves me over with a come here hand gesture then asks me to join him. If only I wasn't on my way to a meeting. Damn it.)

Anyone know where to find the 30-40's men? Or are they all dead?.. er married I mean.

6 comments:

Yeah, somebody needs to open her cute brown eyes (guessing here) and look. I've been told I look older than my 32yo ever since I was 18. So much so, I actually had women my now-52yo brother worked with hitting on me when they met me when I was that mere 18yo (thank you growth spurts!) until they found out my age. Could I tolerate Austin, TX? Hmmmmmm, that's a tougher question to tackle.

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Dating again. I never was truely the most successful dater before, and it seems the “time off” has done little to help that.
I wanted to make a space to voice my adventures, my foibles, my thoughts, and the ups and downs of dating (again). Hopefully you’ll enjoy it. Laugh with me, cry with me, and even at times run for cover with me.